Chapter 12 killing the weasel
Draco's pov
I'm in the Gryffindor common room pacing backwards and forwards I still can't get the image of harry being slapped by his own friend, I think its time to pay a visit to my old buddy weasel. I clench my fists and head out to the hallway.
5 minutes later...
jWhy does this school have to be so big, there he was laughing with those boys, who hurt harry marching up to the boys and Ron " hey you hurting your friend like that is not cool you son of a bitch"he looked at me with cold eyes he shrugged "the faggot deserved it" "say that again, and see what happens" I growled showing teeth. Ron went right up in my face spitting the words "faggot, faggot, faggot, faggot".Next thing I know fists are flying and curser's are being shouted, surprisingly no one came by to see what was happening.
Blood had dripped from Ron's nose and onto his robes" come near me or harry again I swear to the angels I will hunt you down and kill you, do you understand me?".This is the second time iv'e hurt someone I hate , I desperately wanted to hurt him in ways he couldn't imagine.
Wiping his nose with his sleeve he growled " don't tell me what to do, I can do whatever the fuck I want" I smiled "good" lets kill this motherfucker my inner voices were saying, slowly I spread my wings, plucking a feather , and I aimed it right at the boys throats,"what the-" before Ron could run away I shot a feather in Rons back. I walk up to the four dead bodies I yank Rons hair up and whispered "sweet dreams"